Chapter Nine: Back

I'm back and better than ever. This day signals the return of Julia to her blog...
...for however long this may turn out to be. I'm back at BYU. Just got back from a week in Park City with the fam. I skied for the first time ever. It was super fun. Also, the day after Thanksgiving, I went shopping with my mom at 5:00am. This is impressive for both of us. I feel like we are champions. Also, I got nasty bruises on my knees from skiing. One of them is shaped like an "x" and Jordan says it gives me special powers. He's probably right.
Back to school. I have an accounting test this week. I am not a fan of that idea. Accounting tests always take a lot out of me.
I am thankful for family, friends and love. <3.
xoxo.

Chapter Eight: The Michael.

Ladies and Gentlemen, I have an announcement. Michael Jackson is coming back for 10 shows in July 2009. This kind of makes me ecstatic, but at the same time, it hurts me because he is only coming back to England. I may have to go live in Jolly Old England for a while, because Michael said, "This is it." And that means that this is all. The last time he will take the stage. I want to go so so so bad. But I really don't see it happening.
Mom said I need to get on the ballroom dance team and go to England with them and get her to be a costume helper person. This plan, flawless as it seems, relies on my ability to ballroom dance. As much as I hate to let myself down, I think that there is about as much chance of me getting on the ballroom dance team as I have of looking bad. In other words, it's unprecedented and highly unlikely.
However, I am going to be competing in DanceSport on March 14, 2009 with my friend Ryan. He is in my dance class and we are going to be dancing the ChaCha. It is probably one of the more fun dances out there. I feel like foxtrot was kind of slow and a little strange. I have been practicing my pressure steps and trying to get my hips to move without moving my arms around. It is probably harder than they make it look. But DanceSport should be cool because we get to dance and then we can watch like other poeple dance. Apparently the 2nd best couple in the world is going to be dancing that night. Unfortunately, I don't know if I can go to that part because Glenn is running for Mr. Wyview and they have to do a choreographed dance. I feel like I need to see that. But during the day, I will definitely be watching the DanceSport performances.
That's all that's exciting for today I think.
Love you.
xoxo.

Chapter Seven: Talent.

If a picture is worth 1000 words, this video should leave you speechless. This is Kaitlin and I doing our talent for the ward talent show. We made a dance to "It's Raining Men" and we probably made it up about an hour before the show. I feel like we did a pretty good job on such short notice.
Enjoy.
xoxo.

Chapter Six: Basketball Game.

Greetings. Today is Sunday. I thought that I would share some exciting news. BYU beat Utah in the basketball game yesterday. 63-50. T'was a beautiful thing to behold. The beginning of the game was a little bit bizarre though. The guy who offered the prayer blessed everyone and "especially our guests, the referees and the Sugar Bowl Champion Utes." It was just strange because I don't think he even bothered to pray for BYU. It was the first prayer I have ever heard
"boo-ed." The first half was a little bit terrible and we finished that down by 2 points. However, the second half was glorious, and we ended up winning by 13 points. I loved it. The referees were absolutely blowing the game though. They were terrible. And my throat still hurts from voicing my opinion on their lack of skill.

Also, Kaitlin and I are going to be in the ward talent show tomorrow. We didn't come up with an idea of what to do until yesterday. We have decided to sing/dance or something toWicked's "What is this Feeling?" We figured it was appropriate because we are roommates. Although neither of us is blonde, I think it might work out. We signed up a few weeks ago and we wrote that we would surprise them with our talent so that we would have time to think of one, but alas, it is almost March 2, and this is what we have. It will be glorious I think.

I have decided also that I don't want to drop my Spanish Conversation Class. It shouldn't be too much extra work, and I really enjoy it. I like any chance I get to use my Spanish. It is just such a pretty language. Speaking of which, my Salsa Dancing partner called me Friday night, after not having spoken to him for months. I am taking it as a sign that I am supposed to become really good at Salsa Dancing and learn Spanish and just become a part of Hispanic Culture. Or something. Also, I have decided to read the Book of Mormon in Spanish and listen to it on my iPod at the same time, so I am learning and hearing correct pronunciation. I think it should be pretty fun.
xoxo.

Chapter Five: In Case You Were Curious.

I just found a setting that has the blog email me when someone comments. It looks like this:

We will email you at this address when a non-member leaves a comment on your blog.

This kind of struck me as funny because it made a reference to "non-members," which I thought was just a phrase used by Mormons. Guess it is more broadly used now. The question still remains as to whether or not it is politically correct.

So here I am blogging again. I tried to do the crossword, but it seems that I am not as smart as I look. I got a few words. My dream is to one day finish a crossword puzzle. Maybe if I write one and solve it.

Today is Wednesday. It's the last day of the First Block. My Spanish Conversation class starts tomorrow. I am still not sure whether or not I am going to drop it. I think I'm gonna go a few times and see what goes on in there.
I'm trying to think of something interesting to say. I am sure I've had notions come to my head in the past while that have been worthy of reporting to you, my valiant readers.
Okay here we go:
Saturday it was sunny and so I wore a T-shirt with no jacket. That was anti-climactic. I should probably do more exciting things than wear T-shirts outside and fail at crossword puzzles.

I am getting pretty good at Tetris.
I'll be back with more exciting occurrences as soon as they occur. Or one that has previously occurred occurs to me.

xoxo.

Chapter Four: Valentine's Day.

Good Morning America. This is Julia again. I started this post on Saturday, but then I didn't finish it. So here goes.
Valentine's Day was lovely. I went at 12:45 ish to lunch at the Olive Garden with Chelsea. It was Grandma's 67th anniversary, so they let her out of the nursing home to celebrate. It was just so good to see her out of there. I went to visit her there on Thursday, but she was very tired by the time I got there and mostly was just asleep. I love Grandma. I told her how well she was doing; I saw her lift her left arm up to shoulder height by herself. I told her this, and she said, "But I can't walk yet."

You'll get there Grandma. This is a picture of Grandma on her birthday in California. I think Kristen took it, but I stole it.I love to see her smiling. She's such a cute grandma.
I sat next to Uncle Noel and Jacob for lunch. I was talking to Uncle Noel about Spanish and grammar; two things I love, and he was telling me about this book he just got called "English Grammar." I guess it's huge, like, dictionary size, but he's been reading it. Then we started talking about grammar and languages, and he took Latin in high school. That sounded way tough, but really interesting. Probably makes learning languages a lot easier later on. I didn't eat though, because I had to go meet Glenn a little later and he was making me dinner for Valentine's day. He also sent me flowers. The ones at the top of the page. Aren't they pretty? I think so.
So anyways, Glenn texted me in the morning on the 14th and told me to just relax and he'd come get me at 4:00. That worked out perfectly because I only found out about Grandma's lunch the day before and Glenn and I were going to cook the food together, but he said he wanted to do it for me, which let me free to go see the family. I don't know how he always knows things like that. So he came over at 4:00 to get me and we went to his apartment that he had decorated. He cut out paper hearts and put them on the walls and put glowy stars on the ceiling. It was really cute. Then we talked til dinner was ready and then we had a picnic in the living room. He said he was scared that the food would be bad, and that I didn't have to eat it if it wasn't good, but he had nothing to be afraid of. The baked ziti was really very good. Probably the best I've ever had. Then after dinner, we tried to think of picnic activities to do because this was, after all, a picnic, and I am, after all, Captain Picnic. All the activities I though of though, were not ones that could be done inside. [volleyball, frisbee, etc]. So we ended up telling scary stories. Actually, Glenn told scary stories, mine were more happy ones. I am not good at scary. Then we had a dance under the glowy stars. And Glenn laughed at me when I tried to sing to him in Spanish and teach him the merengue. Oh, and I gave him his gift, which he loved/laughed at. He was baffled by the existence of such cards and I think that they were a little ridiculous, but also pretty funny. So that was my Valentine's Day.

xoxo.

Chapter Three: Don't Worry About It, I'm a Doctor.

Good Morning. Today is Thursday, which is that much closer to it being Friday, so I am super happy about that. Today I am going to visit Grandma in her new nursing facility. That's gonna be after Spanish and Physical Science lab though. I learn a lot in Physical Science. For example: the theory of relativity. I kind of mostly understand it, but only certain parts. But that test is over, so I just don't need to know it until the final.

And now it's nighttime. I didn't get to finish today because I was doing a lot of things. I went to the nursing facility to visit Grandma. I want her to get better. It's hard to see her like that because she clearly hates it. She finished therapy a little while after I got there and then was just exhausted and fell asleep. I saw her friend Don and a lady who has been best friends with Sydney since forever. Her name was Vicky I believe. She was really nice and brought some delicious chocolate cake. Diana came to pick me up with her husband and son. Her baby is so cute, but I don't think he's used to strangers yet. I'm not sure how much he enjoyed my company in the car.

Today also marked my first experience with a hot dog in the cannon center. Not my favorite. I was also harassed twice in the process of getting a cookie. Firstly, I was checking the bendability factor in the cookie and some guy with a lot of nerve questioned my authority. Rediculous I think. I offered him the cookie, assuring him that it had great flexibility, with the reassuring words, "This is a good one," but he turned my down. Rude. Then I was putting my cookie in the toaster to make it warmer and therefore more delicious, and a cannon center employee materialized and yelled, "Don't toast that cookie!" I was shocked and my immediate response was a defensive, "why?" No wonder people are intimidated by me. He answered that it would ruin the toaster. Pshhh... riiightt. I asked him how that might happen, as I could see no reason for it, and he answered that he didn't know but it just does. I felt like he was very rude, but because he was a huge man, I let it slide. However, I tried signaling cannon center workers secretly for the duration of our meal there. I am convinced that the whole operation is as rotten as the cheese gets in the refrigerator at home when I am away at school. I still do not see any way toasting a cookie could ruin a toaster...
...I'm not buying it. I intend to toast almost everything I eat at the cannon center now. This is subliminal war. They brought it upon themselves. They won't even know that the war is going on, but they will be losing. Bring on the Cannons, I have my own form of fighting the power. The Brave Little Toaster has nothing on me.

Goodnight. xoxo.

Chapter Two: The Switch.

Good Morning and Happy Wednesday!
This morning Kaitlin and I went running... well jogging... again. This time our friend Jordan came with us. Jordan is a friend I made in Freshman Academy. He is probably one of the funniest people I know. He was concerned about dying early because he doesn't work out. Supposedly at the rate he's going, he should die 13 years before he would otherwise. He came with us, and might just join our system. He, however, can run further than I can without stopping. He was making it hard for me to jog because he kept making me laugh really hard. The three of us were walking a lap and I suggested that we do lunges. So every once in a while we counted down, "3...2...1...Lunge." We probably looked really cool and will have great glutes. =]. But the funniest thing was when we were jogging the last lap and Jordan kept up with the lunging. He looked like he was falling over and Kaitlin suggested that he might be mentally handicapped. Then he was like, "Not cool guys, I thought we had a deal." Then I almost fell over because I was laughing and trying to still keep my body moving in a forward fashion, much to the chagrin of my diaphragm and lungs.
That is the account of this morning's workout.

Also this morning, after my shower, I decided to switch my part, hence the title of this entry. It is no longer parted on the left. I read an article yesterday that says that people who part on the left are taken more seriously in business and professionally and right-parters are more feminine and matronly or something. Also it said that Oprah switches her part on a regular basis, but favors the right. I think that this probably has a lot to do with her success of attracting all types of middle-aged women. It broadens her audience, which I also hope to achieve with the switch. I want to see the effect of my switch on the civilian population. I want to see if it throws people off or something. But then, I might be changing my behavior to mirror my part, so I don't suggest that this study controls for all factors. The question I have for you is: do you still take me as seriously as ever?

xoxo.

Chapter One: Kaitlin's Birthday and Valentine's Plans.

Oh hello. This is my first blog entry thing. I don't know how well I'll keep up with it. But today is Kaitlin's Birthday. I am secretly going to decorate our room when she leaves. I was going to do it last night, but my alarm that I set for like 2:00 am didn't really wake me up. So now she probably just thinks I forgot. But in reality, I did not forget.
So I just got back from my accounting test review and finished Kaitlin's birthday decorations. I feel like they are pretty nice. I'm excited for her to come back and see them.

I'm excited for Valentine's Day. Glenn and I are going to make Italian food and have an indoor picnic because it is almost freezing outside. I am really excited. We're going to make baked ziti, which I have no idea how to pronounce, and breadsticks, which we will shape like hearts. Aww... Adorable. Also there will be chocolate covered strawberries, which are delicious.

Also, Kaitlin and I have begun going to the Smith Fieldhouse to run at 7:00 am on Monday, Wednesday and Friday. We are going to be incredibly ripped at the end of the semester. Just watch, you'll be impressed.
Besides all those interesting facts about my life, I am mostly just going to school a lot and doinf tons of homework. I enjoy it. Accounting 200 is pretty fun, I like how everything balances and whatnot. I also am loving my Spanish class. I really want to go to Spain to study abroad. One day that will happen also.

xoxo.